Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Disclaimer - This story is a fictional account of sexual experiences between adults and children, children and children. These stories may be against the law where you live. If you are under 18, you are forbidden to read them... just as you are forbidden to smoke, drink, use weed and all those other things you do anyway. ANGELA What is there about a 9 year old that turns me on? The flat chest, the hairless pussy, the spirit? Yeah, I think more than anything it's her spirit. So full of life, so unafraid and willing to try anything. And let her Daddy do what he wants to her. Yeah. I'm Brian, Angela's daddy. She's mine. She's all mine. The story starts back when she was 3. Monica and I were happily married for 15 years. We had our two boys, Rick and Billy Joe who were just a year part in age, then along came Angela 7 years later... a complete surprise. We named her Angela because she was our little Angel. Then Monica and the boys went on that fucking trip. Monica was a hockey mom - up here in Canada people understand that. Hockey is our sport. It's like basketball in Indiana or soccer in the rest of the world. The boys were on the team in the Junior Nationals. It was a long road trip and Monica went along on the bus. They never came back. It made international news. That was four years ago. It's been just me and Angela ever since. At first I went through some grieving. Didn't think I'd make it at first. If I hadn't had Angela I would have lost it to drink, I guess. But I had her. She was my responsibility. No longer was Monica there to bathe her, to brush her hair, to feed and take care of her. There was only me. And at the same time, I had no woman to love me, to be my mate. All I had was Angela. For the first year things were pretty rough. But as time went on, Angela became more and more of a mate for me. It was a bitterly cold night just a week before Christmas, that she had the idea to begin sleeping with me. She snuggled up against me, her bony little back to me. I loved her warmth. Nights get cold up here but I still sleep naked. The result surprised to me. I got an erection. Now, I gotta tell you, I didn't do anything to her then. But it planted a seed in my demented brain that couldn't be denied. I held her little four year old body close to me. I wanted to run away from it but at the same time, I wanted to keep her there up against my naked body. When I awoke, she was still there, sleeping there pushed up next to me. The combination of morning wood, naked Daddy, and sleeping daughter racked my brain. Was I sexually attracted to my own child? The seed began to sprout. "My little Angel, would you like Daddy to give you a bath?" Why was I pushing a bath? Did I want to see her naked? Or did I now need it? "Oh, yes, Daddy." She hopped out of bed and began shedding her winter pj's - the ones with feet. She turned to me with a big smile on her face. "I sleeped with you, Daddy!" then she giggled. "And you don't got no clothes on." Her giggle was contagious. On impulse, I swung my legs out from under the covers and stood up. My raging hard cock bounced in front of her eyes for the first time. She kicked her foot out of the pj's and stood there before me in her Little Mermaid panties. She hooked her thumbs in the waist band and pushed them to the floor. "Now I don't got no clothes on, too!" I scooped her up in my arms and carried the squealing child to the bathroom. I held her as I turned on the faucet to fill the tub, holding her nakedness tightly against me. "Take bath with me," she insisted. She must have read my newly perverted mind. The thought of penetration held me strong. The bathroom was cool, the warm water inviting, the thought of washing the child, touching her in all the places I shouldn't touch her had me spellbound. I climbed in with her. "Here, Angela, sit with your back to me. You can lean on Daddy." The feel of her tin little naked butt pressed up against me brought me to an instant erection. I cradled my cock up between her tight cheeks. "Here, let me wash you." I forgot the bath cloth. Soaped my hands and began rubbing them over her chest, her flat skinny little 4 year old chest. I wanted to wash lower, to make her spread her legs and give me access to her young slit. I held back, fearful that I would get carried away and lose my head... as well as fearful that I would shoot my load immediately. That morning I held back. I washed her legs and pussy with the wash cloth. She was mine, I had years to do whatever I wanted with her. Christmas would be pretty slim this year. With my having been out of work since Monica and the boys were killed, there was little I could do. But then, three days before Christmas, the long awaited settlement check finally arrived. Million and a half Canadian for each boy, three million for Monica... about five million US. We had money. Enough to last a lifetime up here in the cabin... but the world is big and I could roam it with my child - sleep with her anywhere I wished because I was just a Daddy - a single daddy with a hard on for my kid. The world was ours. I'd elected the 20 year payout which made the first check just over twenty grand, an amount which I'd receive every month. With accruing interest on the lump sum, it would never stop. I had to get out of Canada to avoid the income taxes. Our Christmas was fantastic... we headed to the city - a four hour drive in our old 4X4, took only those things Angela insisted on, and we abandoned our country living forever. The bright lights and traffic amazed her. By mid January it was bitterly cold but we had our passports, visas, and plane tickets. Next stop, Rio!!! We would never return to Canada and the cold winters. It was to be an endless summer for us. We left the -12 degrees Alberta and stepped off the plane in 22 degree weather - bright sun, everyone is short sleeves. We dumped our coats at the airport, never to need them again. Our first stop after the hotel was for clothes. Angela needed a bathing costume. And in Rio, even for a child, that means a thong. Topless on the beach, a tiny patch of cloth covering her pussy, and not much more than dental floss up her backside, and that was all. Naked to the eye from behind, bright pink triangle on her little puss. I loved it. I bought her 5 of them - and speedoes for myself so my erection would be easily seen. At 40 years old, being a pretty rugged outdoorsman in Canada, I was in great shape. Our only problem was that we were white as the snow we left behind. "You'll need this, sir." The dark complexioned girl taking my credit card behind the counter said, offering me some SPF 50 sun block. "We no want see you bright red and in pain tomorrow, eh?" I smiled broadly, thinking about rubbing the lotion all over my child, all over her legs, up on her back, and lovingly all over her sweet ass. My cock stirred with the thought. "Maybe I want seeing you..." I shot a look at the girl. She'd just come on to me... was she interested in a fuck? I looked her up and down... the darkness was not skin tone, it was sun tan. I had no doubt her ass was as brown as her arms, only her tits and pussy were probably not that dark. "Really? Hmm, I think I would like that as well. You can tell my daughter and I are new here. Can you suggest a good place to go?" "This is Rio. Head east on any street. You find best beach in world." "What street do you suggest?" I paused and looked her in the eye. "Maybe you could join us?" "Yes. I no work tomorrow. You at Continental, right?" I nodded. "I come pick you up at 10:30. We go to Copacabana. You will like. Maybe have lunch in Ipanema. OK?" Such exotica sounding names that I'd only heard of in songs. My cock was coming to a full hard. I could tell she struggled with her English, made me even more interested in her. "See you at 10:30 then". Angela and I left. I wanted to get her to the room and have a modeling show... see her changing from one little thong to the next, let her see me in my new speedo suits. I wanted her to see my hard cock. Angela was pumped up when we got to the room. "I wanna try on my swim suits, Daddy... can I, please, Daddy?" "Yes, of course, my baby. Daddy wants to see you in all of them." The modeling show began. She stripped off her clothes and rummaged naked through the shopping bags, picking out the pink thong first. "But, Daddy, there's no tops? Didn't you buy the tops, too?" She was confused. "No, honey. Down here none of the little girls wear tops." "But Daddy, ever body will see my titties." "Yes, they will, my darling. Don't you want them to see you almost naked?" That stopped her for a moment. She stood there, her head slightly down before she spoke. "Is that all right, Daddy? Is it OK people see me naked?" My cock grew. "Why, yes, Angela. Everyone wants to see you naked." She looked straight at my eyes. "Do you want to see me naked, Daddy? You want people see me naked?" The next morning I started the day putting on the sun block. "My darling, lay on the bed and let me rub this on you to protect you from the sun." I started with her back, trying first to warm the lotion in my hands before gently rubbing in between her shoulders. Slowly I worked my way down, her waist, then lower. A bit more lotion and I was near her bare butt. One hand covered her entire cheek. Lovingly I rubbed the child's ass. Warm, smooth, beautiful little ass... I pulled her cheeks apart slightly and ran my fingers down the crack to her tight little rosebud. "Not there, Daddy! No sun is going to be there!" She was right, of course. I just wanted to touch it. I lotioned her legs, her feet, her tiny little feet. Then flipped her over. I was going to feel her chest, her nonexistent tits. My cock responded immediately when I ran my fingers lightly over her tits, her flat little chest, her tummy, I wondered how low I would go. My hand was in control, mot my brain. "Spread your legs, sweetie." I moved dangerously close to her little puss, I did not touch it. I dressed Angela in a bright red thong, the tiny bottom barely covering her innocent little pussy, her bottom totally bare, nothing but a small strand of fabric running up in her crack, a see through beach cover on her. A transparent beach cover showed she was topless. We had just finished our breakfast on the hotel lanai when the shop girl and a young boy arrived. "I hope you no mind, I bring my brother with me." I realized I had failed to ask her name. She wore a colorful beach cover that reached below her knees in back and barely covered her crotch in front, high heeled beach sandals, and carried a straw bag. The boy looked to be about 12, nearly as tall as his sister, he was gorgeous. A light colored casual shirt tied at the waist over a same color speedo, his young chest smooth and inviting. "I am called Drulla. My brother Anthony. We no say our names yesterday." After refusing breakfast, the four of us strolled a half a block to the Copacabana beach. Anthony and Angela hit it off immediately, him showing her the local way of digging a hole in the sand as a makeshift beach lounge. I admired Drulla as she cast off her cover to reveal the tiniest swim suit top I had ever seen. Two little cloth triangles barely concealed her nipples, her thong suit equally as small, her butt totally bare. "You speak Portugese?" I shook my head and subconsciously held me hand covering my engorged cock. This woman was fantastic. Her breasts were divine, standing tall, firm, the underside of her tits mesmerized me. I hadn't had sex with anything other than my own hand since two days before Monica died. That was now a long time ago. "Uh, no. Just English. We're Canadian. Not a lot of Portugese up there." "Maybe you help me and brother with the English? I pay you." She glanced at the playing children. "Little girl... you dagter?" I understood that she didn't know our names, either. "Angela, her name is Angela." "Your wife? She come soon?" It took half an hour to explain what had happened. Drulla looked at me. "That why you have big hard on now? You have not had fuck in a long time?" "Uh, no. I mean - uh - yes, it has been a long time." "Maybe we change that today, OK? Maybe you want fucking, no?" I couldn't believe what this beautiful girl was saying, just asking me to fuck her. "Yes, Drulla. I would like that very much." "You want see my tits?" Not waiting for a response, she reached behind her and pulled the cord. Letting the tiny triangles that had concealed her nipples fall. I was right, they were a lighter color. "I like naked on beach." She explained. "Make men hard. I like." "Do you fuck a lot of men?" I had to ask. "No. Not so much. My brother when he wants. A man when I like him." "You fuck your brother?" I glanced to the young boy playing with my daughter. Dru laughed. "Not him, silly man. Older brother. He have bad choque three year back, now not able to leave house. I help him." "You let him fuck you?" "No, he not able. I fuck him. He my brother. He have needs, too." I realized there was a depth of understanding in this woman. She uses her cunt to help others... her brother and now a man who has lost his wife. I was going to fuck her brains out and that would make her happy. Hehehe, make me happy as well. So here I am, sitting on a beautiful white sand beach in one of the most fantastic cities in the world, Rio de Janiero, Brazil, with my 4 year old daughter running around almost naked playing with a hot little 12 year old boy wearing a tiny speedo, sporting a nice hard on with a remarkable large cock for his age, me with a hard on in a similar speedo, next to a 5'6" girl, maybe 24?, with long black hair, and fantastic tits bared to the world, both girls with their bare butts, dozens of girls all around us looking the same, and I've just been offered a fuck. Would I ever return to Canada or have I died and gone to heaven? "Daddy, Anthony says I am a beautiful little girl and he wants to see me naked. Can I take off my suit? He wants to see my pussy. OK, Daddy?" "It is normal," Dru chimed in. "Anthony like pussy so much. He only want to play with it. He not fuck her. She too young." I thought about it a moment, wondering what the right answer was. Dru reached over and grasped my cock. "You want her to, yes? It make you hard." "Uh, sweetie, do you want to take it off?" "Yes, Daddy. Please?" I nodded and watched my child strip off the tiny thong and toss it to me. I watched Anthony take her hand and quickly run down the beach away from us. "Where's he taking her?" "Place he know. No worry. He only going to touch it, maybe kiss it. It be OK. He no fuck her yet." "Yet?" "No. Maybe in few year. When she 9 or 8. You no want fuck her?" "Huh. Is that OK down here?" "In my village, all family fuck. Maybe not so much in city." "Do you fuck Anthony?" "Not yet. I promise next year I fuck him. He good boy but like young girl more. I too old for him he say." A half hour later they returned. Angela's face was bright red which I took was from embarrassment. "Daddy, Anthony did a really funny thing." "What was that, sweetheart?" "He licked my pussy. It tickled." The boy had eaten my 4 year old child. What was I to think or say. "Uh, did you like it, honey?" "Oh, yes, Daddy. Then he asked me to do it to him but that's yucky." "So you didn't lick him?" "No, not at first. But I did finally let him put it in my mouth a little bit." She paused to think about it. "He can't speak English but I think he said that he loves me." "You put it in your mouth?" "Is that OK, Daddy?" Dru tightened her grip on my leg to get my attention. "Be careful your answer. This be big moment in life." She was right. If I got upset, if I told her that was wrong, it would affect her thinking for the rest of her life. Deeply concerned inside, my outward answer would mold the child. "My little angel, if you liked it... if you enjoyed it, then it is perfectly all right. Did you like it?" "Oh yes, Daddy." Again she thought about what she had done. "That's called sucking, isn't it Daddy? Can I do that with you, Daddy?" I almost came in my speedo. "Huh," Dru said. "Maybe you from my village, no? You want go fuck me now? Maybe you fuck Anthony, too?" "Anthony?" "Oh, si. He let mens fuck him. He earn good money." I'd never had sex with a boy.. but Anthony was gorgeous. Maybe... just maybe. Hand in hand the four of us retreated to the Continental and made it to the room. Angela had never seen me with anyone but her mother and I felt self-conscious about all this. "Daddy, Anthony wants me to suck him more. Can I, Daddy?' Dru interjected, "Maybe you want suck him, too, huh? Maybe you show her how to do it good, eh?" The four of us settled in on the huge super king size bed, all naked, all horny... even little Angela. "Daddy, I suck you, OK?" The child amazed me. One experience of having her pussy licked and she's become a sex addict. She wrapped her tiny hand around my cock, so small her fingers didn't reach all the way around my raging cock. She looked up at me and said, "OK, Daddy?" She bent forward and opened her mouth, letting the head of my cock slide into her. YEOW! Her teeth almost took the crown off. I had to pull away. "Ouch, my darling. You kinda hurt Daddy with your teeth." She looked startled. "I sorry, Daddy. Did I do it wrong?" "Brian," Drulla interjected. "She no know how. You show her how." I was puzzled. How could I show her how... then Anthony flipped over on his back. "Sr. Use me. You show how." The boy's 5 inch cock stood straight up from his crotch. I'd never sucked a dick before, never wanted to. Never wanted to until that moment. A naked little boy, tanned firm skin, a hard uncut cock with the crown glistening and inviting. I took it in my mouth and began sucking him, bobbing my head up and down, taking his full length in my mouth, down my throat. I wanted to suck him, I wanted to taste him. The sweet taste of little boy cum filled my mouth. I swallowed it. The relationship with Drulla lasted a couple of weeks. We fucked like rabbits for a while but I grew tired of her. Her main interest turned out to be servicing her paralyzed brother and wanting Anthony to fuck Angela. I quickly learned that spending twenty grand a month is hard to do. We moved into a luxury apartment in a favela up on the mountain, a fantastic view of the city and the blue Atlantic Ocean and Ipanema Beach. Working with a good English speaking attorney, we arranged residency and set up banking. I got too bored not to work so he and I set up a small loan business - micro-loans - helping impoverished women set up tiny businesses. It did several things, helped people, got us an endless supply of fresh fruits and vegetables which a number of my clients brought in from the countryside to sell and, as an unexpected side benefit, introduced me to single mothers with little kids. My entire mindset had altered. I was now more attracted to the 9 year old girls than the 19 year olds (who were readily available). And my clients everyone seemed pleased for me to use their kids. That was how I met Beneficia. She came to me with a business idea - setting up a few women to bake bread and distribute it. A total investment of $350 and she was in business. Showing her appreciation and having learned my tastes, she brought her first payment to me... two loaves of fresh bread, $5, and a seven year old girl. Dirty little urchin, badly in need of a bath. Skinny, straight thin little legs, jet black hair hanging straight down her back. "You take girl for as long as you want. She has 7 years but she not virgin. You can fuck, OK? Do what you want to it. Next week I bring more money and another girl, OK?" My fantasy was about to be realized. A child to fuck. A young girl, not a virgin, but an experienced little one. "What is your name, little girl?" She looked up at me with a blank stare as if I'd spoken some foreign language. Then I realized it. I had. She spoke not a word of English and this moment may have been the first time in her life she had heard it. I didn't care. I took her hand and lead her to the bathroom. She meekly followed, her head down. She knew what was coming for her. Her filthy clothes were easily removed, all several sizes too large they fell to the floor. As she stepped away from them I saw her scars. Welts across her back and her tiny thin ass. Belt marks, little circles of scars probably from cigarettes, a long thin scar which could have been from a knife across her upper back. And abused child, a tortured child, a well fucked child. Now I would have my turn. Her naked body, as dirty and abused as it was, enflamed me. I could do anything I wanted to it. I ripped off my clothes, my cock leaped towards her wanting to attack her instantly. I pulled her face to me and shoved it deep in her throat. I could not help myself. I had to fuck that dirty little face. Surprisingly she did not choke. She opened and took me in, closed her lips and began sucking me. Her dirty hands grasped my hips as I fucked her mouth, in and out, pulling almost out and shoving back in. I knew I would blow a load quickly and didn't care. I had plenty of time - hell, I could keep her a week if I wanted. I grabbed a handful of hair and held her firmly as I pumped her mouth. "More tongue! More tongue!" I demanded, not realizing my words sounded like "blah blah blah" to her. Pulling her totally against my crotch, cutting off her air, I poured a full load of cum in her throat. "Oh jesus, of god, eat it, little slut, eat it all, you little whore....UUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNHHHHH" My knees almost buckled it was so good, so forceful. I pushed her back, making her fall to the floor. I relaxed for a moment, knowing I had to bathe the girl. I ran a tubful of water and picked her up and tried to place her in it. She squirmed, trying to avoid the water as if she'd never had a bath before and maybe she hadn't. Maybe she was more accustomed to a stream or a river for a bath. She relaxed when she realized the water was a pleasant temperature. I submerged her, head and all, held her under for a moment and let her back up. With my hand supporting her head I washed her black hair. The water had already begun to turn a pale brown. Next was her young non-virgin 7 year old pussy. If I was going to use it, I wanted it clean. As I washed down her chest, I moved my hand towards her crotch. She opened her legs willingly, letting me feel her slit. Smooth young milk chocolate colored flesh. Her cunt was soft and full, the lips open and inviting. I felt her BB of a clit and she sighed. I probed her opening with my finger and she spread her legs farther. I entered her, my middle finger all the way in her. I could feel it was open but very tight. I could hardly wait to put my cock in her. The bath took five minutes but she was still dirty from the water which had turned a darker brown. I stepped in with her and turned on the shower, picked her up and rinsed her off by rubbing her slippery body against mine. I pushed her down to touch her cunt with my cockhead. I slid inside. Just the head at first, such a glorious feel, a tight young pussy caressing my cock. I shoved her down and hunched up. I was in her. God, she was tight. She squirmed trying to escape the penetration but I held on to her and shoved again. UUUUGGGHHH, I was in her. A tight clamp around my cock, hugging it tightly, so tightly it was almost painful but fantastic at the same time. I easily bottomed out and shoved again, pushing myself as deeply into the young child as I could. Three strokes, four... I felt my orgasm approaching. I quickened and shortened my strokes and flooded her cunt with my second load in half an hour. "Daddy? Where are you?" Oh shit, Angela is home. Beneficia was just one of the women who borrowed money and repaid me in girls. But the only one I wanted to keep was Angela. Now almost 9, Angela had grown accustomed to the many little girls who spent a night or two with us. She had watched me fuck them, eat them, ravish their your bodies... and she begged for her turn. "I don't want to wait until I'm 9, Daddy. I want you to fuck me now, OK?" "I will, my darling but you're..." "Don't tell me I'm too young, Daddy. I seen you fucking girls younger than me. Don't you love me, Daddy?" She had me. It's true. Over the next few years she saw me fucking girls her age and younger. Now, maybe it was Angela's turn. "O, my pet. Let's do something special and make it a perfect night, OK?" "I'll do anything you want, Daddy.... You got something in mind?" "Let's have a picnic on the beach, we'll buy all the goodies you like from the vendors.. we'll let you run naked down the beach so all the men can see you." "I love being naked, Daddy. You want me get naked now?" She started stripping off her shorts as she asked. I knew if she did I'd have to fuck her now. "No, baby. You can do that on the beach. I love watching you get naked in public." We gathered our beach stuff and headed down the hill. Ten minutes later we were at Ipanema Beach, one of the best beaches in the world. Beneficia spotted us and ran to greet us. "Hola Sr. Brian! You come to beach meet girls? I have beautiful girl for you. She has 9 years and is virgin. You want fuck her, only $10." She ran down the beach as Angela and I settled in, a stunningly beautiful child in tow. Thin as they all are, her form was perfect. Straight legs, narrow hips, no waistline to speak of, a flat bare chest, her little nipples pale, her skin tone more pale than most girls in Brazil. "She need good man to fuck her, Sr. Brian. You want, no?" I was torn. Tonight was to be Angela's first fuck and here I have been presented with a beautiful child to use. A 9 year old. "You want see her pussy?" She grabbed the child's arm and said something to her in Portugese which I assumed was "take off your thong" as the child immediately pushed the tiny piece of clothing to her ankles and stood there allowing me to look at her pussy. "You want fuck that good, yes, Sr. Brian? She ready. I tell her about you, she talk with two or three girls you fuck and she want you do her, OK, Sr. Brian?" "Well, honestly, Bene, tonight I was going to finally fuck Angela." "No worries, Mr. Brian. Maria Conseca help you fuck the little girl. You do them both, have a good time, yes? She like sex with girls. She help you." Beneficia paused for a moment, then added, "Girl has mother. She like sex, too. Want see her pussy?" As she spoke, she waved a stunningly beautiful girl over. Tall, slender, still a child herself, the girl moved with amazing grace across the white sand. I was mesmerized. Naked breasts standing tall, tanned, and perfectly shaped, a flat tummy, narrow waist spreading out to broad hips, All clearly visible with what she wore, a tiny piece of yellow fabric barely covering her pussy, muscular legs perfectly shaped. Her ass fully exposed in the tiny thong, a fantastic slight bubble butt, a smooth even tan. She could have graced the cover of a fashion magazine. She stuck out her hand. "My name Maria Conseca but I am called Giselle. My English is good. I learn from Englishman. He change my name. He say I be like model. Bene says you want fuck my child?" I was speechless. I nodded. "That OK. It is time for her. I want watch her take it, OK?" "Giselle been fucking since she had 9 years, too. She want dagter do the same." The girl chimed in, "You give me money for her pussy, yes? I let you fuck her good. She has only 9 years and still virgin. She be good fuck for you. " Beneficia spoke with her in Portugese for a moment. "Bene say you want fuck your little girl, too. No problem. I help with that, too. My daddy fucks me first time when I have 9 years, too. We have good night. Maybe you fuck me, too? I only have 19 years. Maybe do good little girl lesbian show for you. You like that?" The thought of two little girls having sex drove me wild. Two children having sex... A gorgeous 19 year old with them. Me having sex with all of them. I stopped at a farmacia and picked up two Viagra. This was going to be a long night. Money changed hands. "Angela, this is going to be a night for both of us to remember." "Are you going to fuck me, Daddy?" "I think so, my darling. I will if you truly want me to." "Oh, yes, Daddy. I want you to fuck me like you do those other girls." She looked at the mother and child walking with us towards our apartment. "Are we going to have sex with them, too?" "Do you want to?" "The girl is my age, I think. She is beautiful. Are you going to fuck her, too?" "Yes, probably. And I think her mother wants you to have sex with her as well. Would you like that?" Angela giggled. She looked up at her daddy... "Daddy. I've been having sex with girls since I was five! Almost every girl you fuck has had sex with me, too. You always fall asleep! That's when we have fun. Daddy, I'd love to have sex with her... and did you really look at her mother? She's gorgeous! Can we fuck her, too?"